[SacredMadness]

Originally Posted by Burnpaw

Blake wasn't laughing, but he attempted a smile. "Well, just try not to get killed." The anxiety was rushing back onto him. They needed to rest, to heal up, to get a better brace for Scarlett's leg. What about the baby? She needed formula, and they were at least six hours from the nearest town by his calculations... "Your broken leg, does it hurt? You didn't answer me. Does it feel like it's set wrong? Is there any way I can help?" He started to ramble again, a nervous habit he had.
(Hmmm... Should they ever find a group? If so I haz idea for how }:3)

(Commence with the grouping!!!)
She frowned and rolled her eyes, "I'm fine, I don't someone to worry about every little thing wrong," she turned her stone eyes towards the sky outside. She didn't like being babied, especially by a dude. Even if it was Blake.